Hey-o

Hey, so update time.

Living with the brother is I'm sure going to work out, although I may gain 50 pounds. We have aerosol deodorant fights, and fights where he bashes me with a water bottle and I try to remove his skin with me claws, and it's all rather a load of fun.

We have also got ourselves 3 goldfish, whom I adore already. You will be spammed with pictures. One of them has spots on the tail, which if they spread I'll have to do fun things like a salt dip, which worries me so much. Ugh. I'm silly.

I haven't had much drawing time, but I've got a few irons in the fire on that front that'll soon be done for your perusal.

I also hope to be updating more here, once I've got myself paced.

Pacing is proving to be difficult, because once again I find myself very behind in my readings. This would not be a big deal if I was in first year, but I'm not, so I need to get on that before I become irreparably behind.

I am also taking a full course load of 5 classes for the first time since first semester, and 3 of them are anthropology's and 2 of those are 3000 levels, so yeah, really quite high on course work. For you, a list:

1 4 pg paper
1 observation exercise
1 interview exercise
1 research proposal
7 tests
4 2 pg papers
weekly group presentations
1 15 pg term paper
1 6 pg paper
1 8 pg paper
1 large group project

The papers add up to 41 pages total. That's a 6th of a novel. (ish.)

My courses are pop culture anthropology, methods knowledge and ethics, medical anthropology, art history, and women's studies.

My mother is not pleased about the women's studies thing. I think she thinks it's a class full of 1970 radical feminazi lesbians. I really enjoy it, however. While it hasn't made me more feminist (like I could be) it's enabled me to more fully articulate my feelings on the matter, and to grasp how big the issues really are. (Hint: ENORMOUS) I also sometimes get fired up with feminist fervour, and I kind of wish I had someone to rant to when that happens.

Art history is super fun, actually. That would be a course I failed before, but apparently the teacher, who is the same one from the first time, didn't remember me from her class (though where she remembers me from I don't know.) Of course, she found this out when I reminded her and now she thinks I'm an idiot. But it's still fun.

My anthropology courses are interesting and difficult and otherwise unremarkable, except for medical anthropology. I'd had the professor before and found her to be a decent teacher, but she's decided to implement weekly group presentations. I DO NOT WANT. I'm finding it really hard to dredge up any enthusiasm whatsoever for this, and mostly just find myself dreading it. I don't mind group presentations when they're the exception rather than the rule, and I don't mind in class group work, but meeting outside of class every three weeks (there's a cycle thing I don't want to get into) and then choosing a groups presentation arbitrarily to write a 2 page paper on due the week after the topic you choose? It just gets really confusing and hard to organise and I don't wanna.


I think I'm going to cut myself off here to tell you guys that I really miss you, I loves you, and I'm going to do my best to be in the best contact I can.